Can Ye Zun eat my furniture and puke it up later? Asking for a friend.

[extrapenguin]

Moving requires packing, which is terrible. Don't move if you can help it, kids. Even if your life may fit into a trailer and stuffedish car.

I also don't deal well with leaving. Part of it is that I'm terrible at keeping in touch with people outside of my immediate environment.

This December will likely be spent first writing stressfic, which may or may not be Yuletide-related (I'm taking my prompts file and outlines with me), then gorging on Yulefic. Let's see what this flavor of stressfic looks like, from outside and inside. Perhaps, come author reveals, the fandom_stocking stockings will have all been posted, and I can start filling them?

In more positive/less gloomy news, I've discovered I like nekomimi. (Example.) This leads to a very cracky fic idea: all Dixingians have cat ears. Zhao Yunlan, cat person, likes petting Shen Wei's cat ears, which Shen Wei also likes. At some point, Zhao Yunlan pets Ye Zun's cat ears, and this is the first time ever anyone has been nice to Ye Zun, so he abandons his world domination plans just a little bit so that Zhao Yunlan can continue petting his ears. This is probably some subconscious reaction to stress: I just want a cat(person) to pet, and I also want to be petted. Also indicative of my stress fantasies' shapes: "And then they all lived happily ever after, very cuddlily."

Comments

[naye]

That ability would be so useful for moving...!

Good luck with everything! And aww. That scenario is kind of adorable.

[extrapenguin]

We see him eat Sha Ya's guitar, so perhaps he could have a productive career in the moving business in a post-redemption AU?

One of my narrative kinks is happy endings where everyone gets enough hugs, so my daydream-level things are very much like that. Should I try to make them into actual fics, some conflict/imperfections would appear, but on the imagining level, they're all schmoop.